Gym

Max was off for a week. He had taken some time off around the holiday to clear his head and decided the best way to do this was to work out. He set up a membership at the gym he and his parents had picked out. He debated getting a trainer but decided against it when he saw the price. He wasn’t even sure he was committed to this yet. It was a big gym with multiple floors. The bottom floor was an olympic pool and spa. The middle two floors were weight rooms of all different sorts, and the top floor was studios for classes. It was very spacious which made the large number of people there that day feel like much less. Max decided to book a yoga class. He wore basketball shorts and a tshirt with his running shoes. The class was taught by a woman with a very soothing voice. It was a beginners class and Max fumbled his way through it. He noticed that all of the women in the yoga studio wore tight yoga pants and sports bras. The men wore mostly short shorts and some form of muscle shirt. Not everyone was in incredible shape but a surprising number of people were. Max had kept his figure but wasn’t particularly strong.

Max went to the changing room and listened to two men talk as he went to a shower. The shared shower was a little uncomfortable so he looked for a corner. He passed by a man who was fully nude, his package swinging and slapping against his thighs. He toweled off his head and nodded at Max as he walked by. Max showered in his shirt and underwear, trying to keep his small breasts and cock from being too exposed. Another man in the shower kept staring at him and Max hurried up his wash. He passed several more muscled and naked bodies as he went to his locker. The voices he’d heard before were coming from his row.

“God she’s so hot dude. If she ever stops coming to this class I’m quitting that day.”

“She’s great but I feel weird staring at her ass.”

“Dude she literally shakes it at every guy and she always puts her mat in front of a guy. She’s asking to be watched.”

Max had noticed one of the girls in good shape had set up her mat in front of the men talking. Max packed up his stuff and left the gym thinking about the attention the girl was receiving. On his way out he decided to stop by the pool and sit in the hot tub. His muscles weren’t particularly sore from his workout but he felt the tension of the christmas party still sat on his shoulders. As he soaked a couple of men joined him. It was spacious but they sat closer than was Max would have if he was joining. He closed his eyes and relaxed.

“Hows it going?” One of the men said loudly enough that Max assumed it was directed at him.

“Good. You?” Max didn’t feel like talking. The man talking was well built, his tan skin stretched over a muscular frame.

“Doing alright.” He sighed as he laid back.

“How long have you been coming here?” His friend asked. He was shorter and bald but was also well muscled.

“This is my first day actually.”

“Oh well, welcome.” He smiled warmly. “If you ever need some workout tips let me know.” Max had to avoid rolling his eyes. He was skinny but they didn’t realize why. He imagined he looked quite new wearing a shirt in the hot tub.

“Thanks.”

“I didn’t mean any offense. I just know the gym is intimidating if you’re new.”

“Yah, I workout at home but I wanted to try something new.”

“This is a good one. We also play basketball on sundays.”

“I’ll think about it.” Max soaked for a few more minutes and respectfully excused himself.

Max felt weird in the mens locker room and he didn’t like the way they talked down to him. He felt small and weak in his feminine body. The next day he tried on a pair of compression shorts under yoga pants. He wore a sports bra and put his hair up in a ponytail. This felt more right somehow. He looked tight, his ass made a good profile in the skin hugging pants and the sports bra did a good job of padding out his chest. Perhaps Maxine should visit the gym.

He walked in through the door and scanned the fob that let him past the desk. He felt like he was undercover. He went upstairs to his yoga class. Several people were already on their mats stretching. Max placed his near the back and waited for the class to fill out. A few people placed mats near him and the girl from yesterday ended up to his right. She smiled at him.

“Hi.” She said cheerily.

“Hi.” Max was shy.

“You new?”

“Yah.”

“I’m Tara.”

“Maxine.”

A few men set up their mats behind him and Tara. Max made his way through the positions. He stole glances at Tara as she exaggerated her movements to push her ass back towards her audience. She twisted to make sure her breasts would be visible from behind. Max began to do the same, as they bent into downward dog he arched his back and shook his ass a little. It felt like being at work, only he was fully clothed and not obligated to tease anyone.

As the class wrapped up Max walked towards the changing rooms.

“You coming?” Tara asked Max. He stopped, realizing that he had been walking towards the mens room. He turned and laughed.

“Oops, thank you.” Tara giggled.

“Sometimes I want to take a peak too.”

Max followed her in. The womens room smelled nicer and looked cleaner at least. Tara went to the showers and Max followed. He realized he had the same problem as before but hoped his compression shorts would hide the evidence of his deception. He was able to remove his bra and his small perky breasts felt right at home. He and Tara chatted a bit about the class as they showered.

“You shy?” She asked, nodding at Max’s shorts.

“Uh yah, a little. I’m not used to the public showers.”

“Thats okay, it took me awhile to get used to it too.” Max was surprised by this since her body was incredible. Her ass was toned and bouncy, her breasts weren’t as big as the girls at the christmas party but they were perky and had a nice shape against her chest. Max’s eyes traced the line from her shoulder to her nipple, watching the muscle beneath the soft flesh as it flexed. “There are some girls who come here who are pre-op and they usually wear shorts too.” Max flushed.

“Oh really?” Max didn’t know what to say. He looked down and realized the water had revealed his bulge. There was a perfect outline of his package against the soaked black fabric. He instinctively shifted his body away from Tara.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! I just felt like since you were new you might not know how it worked.”

“Thanks.” Max finished his shower quickly. He went to change in a bathroom stall. When he exited the changing room Tara was waiting.

“Hey, I just wanted to apologize again. I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable. I was trying to be welcoming.”

“Its okay. I appreciate it. I think I just felt like I did something wrong.”

“Not at all. Here take my number.” She offered her phone and Max out his cell number into her contacts. She smiled and walked out.

Max spent the rest of the week going to the gym. He continued to attend the beginner yoga class with Tara as they both put on their little displays for the prying eyes behind them. He also went with Tara to the weight room to do glute workouts. Tara loved the attention, she would grunt as she did her squats or leg pulls, flexing her ass as the gym turned to watch. Max stayed quiet as he worked out but people stated anyway. On Friday after a pretty intense workout Tara slapped Max on the ass. Heads turned to the source of the sound and Max cowered in place a little, embarrassed by the attention.

“Nice work!”

“Shhh.” Max tried to get Tara to quiet down.

“Oh grow a backbone. Your ass looks great, you should be proud of it.”

“Thank you.” Max was proud of his figure.

“You want to grab a drink after this.”

“Sure!” Max said excitedly.

They finished up their set and went to shower. Max showered in a swimsuit bottom at Tara’s urging, his bulge felt like it had a spotlight on it but no one seemed to care. Watching Tara shower always made it a little bigger so he tried to keep his eyes above her. Max wore a different pair of yoga pants and a tshirt out of the gym and they walked down the street to a bar where they sat outside.

“So what do you do for work Maxine?”

“I’m a secretary at a finance firm.” Max couldn’t give much more detail than that. “What about you?”

“I own a coffee shop on the other side of town. I’m usually there if I’m not here.”

“That’s cool.”

“It’s a lot but I do like it. I thought I would meet more men at a coffee shop but it hasn’t worked out that way. Are you seeing anyone?”

Max could reasonably say multiple names but thought of Denver. “No, not really.” He took a sip of his drink.

“You’re not much of a talker huh?”

“I guess not.”

“Well good because I am.” Tara began talking about what she was going to do the rest of the day and Max would chime in with commentary. Max wasn’t sure what to think about Tara. He needed friends but he also wasn’t sure how to feel about her outgoing personality, he didn’t think he could keep up. “So, we’ve had two drinks, tell me about your sex life.” Tara took a hard left turn on the conversation.

“I’ve been seeing a couple guys. I haven’t fucked any of them yet but they like me and I’ve sucked one of their dicks a lot.” Max was feeling the buzz and he trusted Tara for some reason. He had no one he could talk to about this stuff and here was a golden opportunity.

“Ooh okay. I was not expecting that. What are they like?”

“I like one of them a lot but I’m a little intimidated by him.” Max lowered his voice, “his dick is massive.” Tara laughed and leaned in. “I’m scared I’d never walk again.”

“Okay, good for you.”

“What about your love life?” Max felt he had talked too much.

“I’m divorced so I’ve been doing single stuff for awhile. I’ve fucked a few guys from the gym but they’re all kinda boring and not my type. What about the rest of your little roster?” Tara seemed shy to talk about her escapades and Max was happy to talk about his.

“One of them I haven’t done much with but I’ve heard he’s into some pretty kinky stuff. I’m also a little scared but I’m also really curious.” Tara leaned in and nodded, she seemed to love to hear about it.

“What have you heard? And from who? You know this guys friends or something?”

“I know a girl he was with briefly and she told me he was into like bondage stuff and like domination. He also told me he had **** tastes but I don’t know what all that even really means. I’ve done some pretty kinky stuff and I liked it so I guess I’m curious.” Max got a little excited thinking about Harry.

“That stuff can be really good.” Tara agreed. “Just be careful.”

“I have some experience.”

“Like what?” Tara smiled and giggled.

“Like toys and being dominated and stuff.”

“Okay, well it sounds like you know what you’re doing.”

“Have you done that stuff?” Max asked innocently.

Tara smiled a little. “I have done a lot of that stuff over the years. Its part of why the gym guys are boring. They just want to fuck, which is nice, but I like to add a little spice to it.”

“Have you used ball gags and stuff?”

“I’ve used much more than ball gags.” Tara laughed. Max nodded, trying to hear more. “I’m a little embarrassed telling a stranger but I guess there’s no harm since you’ve been so open. I used to go to bondage clubs with ex. We were into some pretty **** stuff, it was a lot but it was super fun. I’ve been chasing that high ever since I guess.”

“I’m sorry, it sounds like a sore spot.”

“No, no it’s okay. We’ve been divorced for a long time. We got married like right after college.”

The two chatted some more but as the sun started to fade Max said his goodbyes and made plans to see Tara at the gym. When he got home he felt excited about his new friend. Next week it was back to work but getting some of it off his chest had really helped with his anxiety about all of the drama of the last few months.